'Come into my parlour' <br />Said the banker to his customer <br />'Help yourself to some organic green tea <br />We believe in staying healthy <br />And keeping our clients that way too <br />No extra sweetners for our loans <br />In case you borrow too much <br />No additional interest on your deposits <br />We do not like sharing too much our profits <br />We need to pump them back as capital <br />So that the regulators have time to chill' <br /> <br />'I truly appreciate your hospitality' <br />Said the customer to his banker <br />'But I just don't seem to get it right <br />I thought that the Government <br />Had just bailed you guys out with <br />Pots of taxpayers money to help you <br />Lend us cheaper money, to increase demand <br />So as to set the Industry wheels back in motion <br />And drive the cruel spectre of recession away <br />You were supposed to usher in a new era of prosperity <br />But you seem to be doing just the contrary' <br /> <br />'Well, well well my dear revered client' <br />Said the banker to his customer <br />' I can see you are just another poor victim <br />Who chooses to place implicit faith in the press <br />Those gentlemen love to identify a fall guy <br />And then pursue him with a sense of glee <br />Their axe has now fallen on the banking fraternity <br />While we may have earned fat salaries and bonuses <br />Remember the economy too thrived and <br />With it the nation's GDP, but this is really the past <br />You know as well as I do that happy times rarely last <br />So let's get down to the business you came to discuss'<br /><br />Sandra Martyres<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-invitation-12/
